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I just got back from dinner with the man I recently referred to as Mr. Shady. It ended because his girlfriend called, angry, and he had to take me home, in order to go argue with her. Nice. LOL I’m just glad I didn’t go back to his house first and end up with a surprise visit!

This is the guy I went to an art walk with once, and saw one other time. I’m not that physically attracted to him and I didn’t want to kiss him. I discovered WHY later, when I saw a can of Skoal on his coffee table and asked about it. Yuck!

Anyway, I called him “shady” because he is just that. The things he tells me are sometimes crazy off the wall. The more I hear, the more I wonder about him overall.

I mean sometimes its little things, like the way he told me he was “forging papers” at work like it was nothing, or the fact that he claims to have “stolen” the cable in his apartment. Other times its his “jokes” about how he only has 4 kids that he “knows of” or about how he wants to eat cake batter out of my pussy (what?). Even tonight at dinner, he was pretending he was going to pocket the silverware from the restaurant. Who does that, when they are almost 40? SMFH…

Then there was the story he told me, about some escort he knows, who supposedly got tied up, dunked in a toilet and anal raped, then severely beat up, by a famous football player (he didn’t give names). Later he mentioned wanting to tie ME up. I wasn’t feeling that, for some reason, after the horror story.

He asked me the other day if I wanted to be in a relationship with him and I told him no, I’m not ready to be tied down. He said he wouldn’t mind if I fucked other people, that he has dated escorts and strippers and it doesn’t bother him at all. Still, I wasn’t interested.

I’m really not all that interested in him at all, so why am I even talking to him? I don’t know…I guess its because he’s really incredibly good at going down on me and wasn’t too bad in bed either. There were things I liked and he is at the least, entertaining. He’s persistent too, and flatters me a lot.

After tonight though, I just don’t know. He told me a story about how his ex wife tried to run him over with a car. He said he jumped on the hood and she drove for a minute then slammed on the brakes, throwing him. He showed me the scar on the back of his head where he says it was split open. According to him, she then started yelling at him that she wished they had never had a baby together, because now her child was “half ni**er”. Its hard for me to picture someone actually saying that but he claims that is why he then punched her and broke her nose. He said he knows he was wrong but that he lost it and had to pay her thousands in damages as well as go to domestic violence counseling.

Wow. What do you say to that? IDK. It’s made me even more leery to be spending time with him, even if it’s just for sex. Not sure what I am going to do now. He wants to meet with me in a couple of days. What with the crazy stories and the current angry girlfriend though… yeah, this could be bad news. Did I mention we drove past a lake and he made some comment about how he had heard it was full of dead bodies? Uhhh.. really?

I’m not even sure how I am going to end things. This guy calls a lot on the phone and he even knows where I live. I suppose I could block him and just stop answering calls and texts. I may have to do that.

Okay, enough about him. Lets get to some of my better stories, like the one about the Cohort meeting someone I’ve had sex with, at a gangbang party on the lake.

Let me just say first, that I am genuinely liking the Cohort quite a bit. He has a great personality and is a lot of fun. I’m also working for HIM too now, in addition to the Married Man. He’s got a little Ebay store, besides his regular job, that he has me helping with.

I’m actually enjoying it. He’s a bit of a perfectionist, but so am I, and we seem to be working well together. He likes my input and ideas and thinks I can actually help him make quite a bit more money, plus its beneficial to me and pays more than what I am doing for the Married Man. Not quitting on him yet though. 😉

Actually, since I’ve been working for the Married Man, I’ve discovered I like him more than I thought I would as a person. He’s actually kinda sweet, though when he last came over to deliver a paycheck, he looked like he wanted to eat me for breakfast! 😉 We haven’t been able to have sex since the kitchen table incident, but I am sure we will soon. Its definitely not for lack of desire.

For awhile, he was texting me, like clockwork, around midnight every night. I think the fantasy was there, but something was holding it back from actually turning into a booty call.

The Cohort seems to like me a fair amount too. Like, the other day, he was at a strip club and texting me how he wished it was me there, riding him. I was like, I cannot believe this guy is texting me while he is getting a lap dance! LOL THEN, he texts me while he is at a gangbang!

He said he and one of the other guys were talking, and my name came up. Turns out it was another one of my playmates. I’m like oh crap, which one is he talking about??

At first, I thought maybe it was Mr. Firm. I know he knows this couple and that wouldn’t bother me so much. But then I was thinking, it could be any number of guys. I knew it wasn’t the Host (even though I’ve seen him fucking this woman before) because the Cohort saw him at the party we attended together, and he didn’t know this guy’s name.

As a quick aside, the Host and I had a little booty call the other day and I made him cum from a blow job, he says for the first time in his life. So, I did it again a few minutes later ;). I also questioned him a bit more on his behavior towards me at that party and he again said I was ignoring him. He said he talked to the Cohort in the bathroom, and from what he was telling me it made it sound like he (Mr Host) was being a bit of a jerk. Sigh.

He claims the Cohort told him he’d “heard about him” and that he thought it was something bad. Come on! All he knew, was that virtually everyone at the party that I knew, mentioned that they had met me, at the Host’s house. The way he made it sound, was like the Cohort said that to him, and he blew him off and walked away. How rude. Ugh.

Okay, so back to this gangbang. They are gangbanging some woman and somehow my name came up (???) He said the guy was military. Well that narrows it down…. a little…

Finally I got a name. Yep. It was Mr. Military himself. Oh Lord. I’ve been trying to avoid him. I thought moving away would be good enough but he’s actually contacted me several times since then, wanting to come by and visit and saying he misses me, that I always made him feel great and he loved my smile. He even referred to me once as “innocent” (wth?)

I had felt kind of bad putting him off, but apparently his little talk with the Cohort was enough to stop all communication. I haven’t heard from him since. The Cohort says he wasn’t trying to “stake his claim” or anything, but that he let everyone know, in no uncertain terms, that we had been hanging out and that there would be more to come in the future. Hmmmm….

I’m actually glad and the Cohort really doesn’t appear to be the jealous type or anything. I think he just means we are going to continue to see each other, which is totally cool with me. He knows I fuck different guys, like my other boss, and Mr. Poly, though he doesn’t know about allll of them.

Speaking of Mr. Poly…wow, if I’ve ever had a real Sugar Daddy, this might be it, haha. Or at least close to it! He’s currently having the a/c in my van looked at and possibly even paying to fix it (we will see). Meanwhile, I get to drive his SUV!!

He’s also paying for his girlfriend and I to take pole dance classes together. I’ve been wanting to join this gym up here since I moved here and just didn’t have the money. When I mentioned it he was eager to pay for us both to get started. They also have stuff like Zumba and what they call “Urban Yoga” which I guess is like yoga moves to less relaxing music (50 Cent? LOL I guess I’ll find out).

On top of that, he went out the next day and bought a pole!! He had it set up in an empty room at the girlfriend’s house (that he owns). Then he had his people (I guess they are maintenance people, that’s what he calls them) paint the room and add disco lights to the ceilings and wire speakers into it as well. Now we have a fun place to practice and I’m sure he will want a private dance. He’s gonna put a couch in there too! Woohoo!!

I still don’t really know what this guy does for a living. He did say he was actually going to BUY one of the clubs that we went to a couple of weeks ago, but they wouldn’t sell it, and he is supposedly buying the auto shop where my van is getting looked at too. He says he has a couple of limos. He’s got people working to install internet in places and also works with the electric companies and casinos. That and he carries a gun with him all the time, supposedly because of some of the areas he has to work in. Who knows? I’m just happy to be getting the little side “benefits” lol.

The girlfriend seems to be warming up to me. I’ve been pretty nice to HER and I think she wants someone to hang out with. Still, I don’t think either of us is interested in fucking the other. Mr. Poly is nice and not bad looking, but I’m not probably as interested in him as he is in me either. The sex isn’t BAD or anything but its mediocre. Still, its all a fun diversion, and like I’ve said before, having a Sugar Daddy has always been a bit of a fantasy scenario.

So folks, thats a wrap for tonight. Hope all is well with all of you!!

Thoughts on submission

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Lately I’ve been pondering some things about dominance and submission.  Now, before you get too excited, realize I’ve never considered myself as a part of the BDSM community.  I really don’t know a whole lot about it, just read little bits here and there. 

I find it somewhat fascinating but at the same time scary sounding.  I’m not fond of being in pain or hurting anyone so that part doesn’t sound appealing to me.  I see things like floggers, electric shockers, and nipple clamps and I’m thinking OMG, no, not for me!

I had a chance to talk with a male friend once who had gone to his very first BDSM convention.  He talked about some of the workshops and about people who wore latex masks over their heads and all kinds of things I had never heard of (at the time) that were happening.  It was very interesting, but for me pretty much stopped there. 

That’s not to say I’m not curious.  I’m curious about things like what it would be like to be tied up or blindfolded.  I wonder just how much spanking I could handle (I do like that!).  All in all, my thoughts about it are pretty tame, compared to what I know is out there, and I’ve probably only scratched the surface as far as reading and learning about BDSM.

I find the idea of power play a little more intriguing than the pain aspect.  I’ve experienced some of that with my lovers and it has turned me on.  Some things that come more naturally, and don’t require props or safewords, have been part of my sex life on many of occasions. 

I’ve always been really turned on by men that are very dominant in bed.  Not mean though, it doesn’t excite me when someone calls me names or gets overly rough.  No, I like them passionate in an almost romantic way in the bedroom.  Passionate and in control, but still very affectionate and focusing on getting ME off, rather than their own selfish desires, that will get satisfied in the end anyhow.

I guess that’s a pretty tall order.  Maybe I am spoiled because I have found men who have been able to give me that very thing.  As few and far between as they may be, I’m becoming more adroit at identifying those that can satisfy the cravings of my mind and body. 

Recently, when I was having dinner with a man I have met at some swinger parties and a couple he was here visiting; the topic of choking came up.  None of them found it to be a sexual turn on.  I said that I had thought I never would either, but when it actually happened during sex, it turned me on much more than expected.  They looked at me like I’d grown another head!  LOL

Yet, it’s true.  I had always thought I would hate being choked during sex.  I was terrified of the idea.  Yet the first time a man did it to me in the bedroom, I came.  It was actually right before I met the married man who made me cum so many times in a row and it was mild in comparison, but it happened.  It was with my FWB who does have a tendency to like a little roughness between the sheets. When I told Mr. Firm of our dinner conversation he laughed and said a lot of women say one thing but in bed like another. He was like “I could tell you liked that”.

It calls to mind memories of the guy who was my very favorite sex partner as a teenager.  We hated each other’s guts!  Pretty much anyway, lol.  Yet, the sex was addicting.  We’d come back to fucking again and again, despite the way we treated one another outside the bedroom. 

I’ve mentioned him a few times on my blog.  The first time we had sex it was actually forced and as part of a bunch of guys pulling a train on me, one that I didn’t want to participate in.  I had willingly slept with the first guy but HE was the 2nd, the one who got on top of me and wouldn’t get off or allow me to get dressed.  He wouldn’t take no for an answer and slowly inched his way in, despite my protests, all while confusing me even more with the things he was whispering in my ear.

 Despite the fact that I was adamant about not wanting to have sex with him, he was deliberately turning me on.  He knew what he was doing and I can guarantee that wasn’t the only time he’s done it.  It happened again, a second time, where they pulled a train on me and he was again the person that pushed it.  The first time we were in a park and the police showed up before the guys scattered and the second we were in a house and I was alone in a room on the couch with the other guy before he came in. 

Those were actually fairly traumatic experiences for me emotionally but like I have said before I continued to have sex with him.  Outwardly, I couldn’t stand this guy.  I couldn’t stand his asshole attitude (I even call him The Asshole in one of my blog posts, My Deep, Dark Past).  He was a real jerk and we would be at each other’s THROATS in arguments. 

I can remember one time, being at a party in this guy’s backyard and we got into it.  We were yelling and cussing at one another over something and he suddenly picked me up off the ground and started walking.  I was actually a little scared of what he was about to do.  He picked me up and carried me down those basement steps, stopping to pretend he was going drop me every once in a while, causing me to scream and hang onto his neck. 

When we got to the bed, he threw me on it and started pulling off my clothes.  I didn’t say no that time but he took exactly what he wanted and it got a little rough.  He was shoving my face down on the pillow and at some point a couple guys came down and were watching.  It was hot!! 😉  LOL

There was another time we had been dropped off at this Mexican drug dealer’s house and were stuck there all night.  All the bedrooms were occupied and he and I were in the living room, fighting like cats and dogs.  One of the Mexican guys finally came out of his room and threw a pair of boxing gloves at us, telling us to shut up already and just duke it out.  Haha.

Later, some really creepy, crackhead looking motherfuckers with missing teeth came to the house and we were stuck with them too, in the living room.  They were adults and we were still really kids and these guys were leering and hitting on me.  I was scared, but The Asshole actually stood up for me, backed me up against the wall behind him and was cussing them out and threatening them. 

We ended up having sex after that, on the floor in another room and all the tension was relieved.  He let me sleep up next to him, with his arm out across me to ward off the bad guys, lol. 😉 He’s really not all that bad, though he did spend some years in prison after being tried as an adult for holding up someplace with a gun, soon after.

The day before that happened was the last time I ever touched him.  He came up behind me, while I was standing in a front yard at this guy’s house and put me in a choke hold with a loaded gun up against my head.  He said “don’t move or I’ll shoot”.  I said “you wouldn’t shoot me”.  He cocked the gun and pulled his arm tighter around my throat “say I won’t!!”  I said “you’d miss me too much” and he was like “say I won’t do it” and looked me in the eye. I said “do it then” and turned my cheek toward him. He stood there. “Come on then, do it! I dared him. He kind of smirked and put down the gun.  I could tell by the look in his eyes he could never go through with that ;). 

He’s on my Facebook now and he’s married and life has changed, but I told that story to illustrate how early on in life I was already getting off a little bit on a power exchange dynamic.  It was hot!!  He was great in bed for how young we were and despite being rather forceful would turn into an almost totally different person with the passion and affection and things he would say to me (he loved to talk during sex).

Nowadays I have come to realize just how much I ENJOY a man taking control in the bedroom and that feeling of helplessness.  All of my favorite men have at some point called me “really submissive”.  I hope, and think, that means they like it!  LOL  My ex- husband sure didn’t, because he was the same way. 

I’ve struggled a bit, with the whole being submissive thing, because I know I am and that naturally that is just me.  However, so many people seem to equate it with weakness.  If I’m honest I would say that actually in a way I do too.  My ex husband’s submissiveness was a total turn off to me.  I didn’t want a man to act weak in the bedroom. 

So I wonder, if men really even like that?  I sometimes feel like I am not DOING anything and wonder why men still say I am good in bed.  Do some people actually enjoy and LIKE it when someone is letting them call all the shots?  I know there are guys that do, it’s just so hard for me to picture being on the other end of that.

Mr. Firm always says I fuck him just the way he “needs”.  I love that he tells me that but am a little puzzled by what he actually means.  I find HIM very fulfilling because he is that perfect combination of dominant and sweet and he can make me cum again and again.  I’m quite happy to be on the receiving end of all that, lol. 😉

He said recently that I am so submissive he can’t picture me being dominant, even with another woman.  I had to think about that for a minute because I am pretty sure I wouldn’t want to be, but at the same time the idea of submitting to another female kind of gives me a pause.  I don’t think I would want to!  Not really.  I have an inkling that if a woman started trying to tell me what to do in bed it would piss me off!   I’m happier and more comfortable with something equal.

I think the reason it is different with men has something to do with just loving to see all that masculine POWER.  I don’t desire that from a woman.  I love when a guy can just take me and do whatever he wants, but where I trust him enough to know he also wouldn’t really hurt me.

From me, I guess I’d also say submission to someone is a gift.  I don’t act like that with just anyone.  I mean, I don’t boss any guy around in the bedroom, but for me to actively and willingly “submit” there has to be trust involved.  Still, that is where I am at my happiest.  If I can’t get to that point with a man then the sex doesn’t become truly spectacular.

I’m curious to hear from men or women who LOVE being dominant in bed.  What is it that turns you on about a person submitting to you?  When I try to dig up info from that side of the spectrum, there is very little, even on the world wide web!  Lots of people can describe what they love about someone dominating them but what about in reverse?  Why do you like it?  Is there anything a “submissive” person can do to make you like it even more?

Signs, signs, everywhere there’s signs

Once upon a time I was really into astrology.  Not just sun signs, but, diagramming the whole chart astrology.  Granted that was a long time ago, but I was fascinated by the subject. 

Part of this interest probably had to do with the fact that my whole chart had been done by a professional when I was a baby and I had tapes of her predictions for my future.  It was really a fascinating two hours to sit and listen to someone talking about what kind of a person I was supposed to grow up to be like and seeing how much of it was true thus far (as a teen). 

In any case I used to have Linda Goodman’s book Love Signs on my shelf as well as latitude and longitude books and other chart mapping tools.  I was fascinated with people’s birthdates and times and how it influenced their personalities.  To me it made sense that the moon and stars could have an effect on our emotions.  After all, our bodies contain a lot of fluids and the moon controls the tides.  It’s not as far- fetched as it may seem. That was my reasoning at the time anyway, lol.

When I got married, along with my Ouija board and my tarot cards and other occultish items, the ex- husband said these have to go.  He felt they were anti -Christian and had no place in our home.  At the time, I reluctantly agreed.  I was more willing to let go of this stuff than my music but all of it was tossed.  Even the astrology tapes I’d had done when I was too young to remember.  I don’t think anyone has an extra copy of them either.

I still remember a lot of what was said during the reading because I’d listened to those tapes over and over again.  You could hear the sound of the ocean in the background as she talked about my Virgo sun sign, Aquarius rising.  I have Mars in Libra, Jupiter in Gemini, and overall a bunch of air signs dominating my birth chart.  Due to all this I felt I wasn’t really meant to be a Virgo.  I mean, how could that even describe me?  They sound so anal and prude, annoying in all the descriptions.

How could I reconcile my ENFP traits, with those of a Virgo and the way they are typically portrayed? Virginal? Uptight?  Moi? You must be joking!!

During a discussion maybe a year or so ago, when I was home visiting family, one of my sisters brought up the zodiac and I rolled my eyes saying that I didn’t feel like Virgo described me very well.  My mother was quick to jump in that oh yes, it is me to a T.  What? 

She said yes because I am “very efficient” and they bombarded me with words describing my typically Virgo nature.  Okay, okay.  I guess there might be a little truth to it.  Maybe.

A lady at the bank today called my checkbook balancing “meticulous”.  There had been a mistake on my records and I came in to verify mine versus theirs so I wouldn’t be given an extra charge. Apparently in this day and age most people don’t take the time to balance their records the way I do. In my pole dancing class the other day one of the instructors pointed out my tendency to be way overcritical of myself when she asks how I felt or think I did.  I notice the tiniest mistakes. Yes, I am a perfectionist. 

All that is very Virgo.  But does it carry over into the bedroom?  Hmmmm….

I’m far from prude but I guess I do have my little things.  If someone called me names in the sack, like “bitch” or “whore” I’d probably up and walk out.  I’m very much a pleaser and want to do everything the way the guy likes it.  It took me a very long time to get to the point where I realized that to have orgasms I needed to stop trying to give so much and just lie back and receive.

By the way, I also have Venus, which is the sign of love and relationships, in Virgo.  Dammit.  It’s a double whammy.

Did I mention I have this thing for guys that are really anal about something or other?  Haha.  Like, I think it’s hot when he tells me he irons his socks, for example, or the way the Pilot schedules and plans things way ahead of time.  The guy I had the affair with can be rather OCD about cleanliness and I just loved it.  Yeah, it’s a little weird but it must be the Virgo in me.

Back in the day, I knew this girl who said her goal in life was to fuck a guy from every sign of the Zodiac.  I wonder if I have done that yet?

Let’s see…. The guy I had the affair with was an Aquarius.  Yeah, that fits him.  Really well.  He’s very creative, genius even, and not afraid to be different from all the rest.  He’s kind of unpredictable and we are supposed to be a terrible match, Aquarius and Virgo, but maybe the rising sign helps, lol.  We did have a lot of ups and downs, and do have an offbeat, unusual sort of relationship.  Sometimes I think we are over and done with but then, randomly, this morning, he sent me a picture of his dick, lol.  Maybe not ;).

My FWB is a Scorpio.  Hawt.  So was the first guy I ever had sex with.  Both are/were very intense in the sack.

The Professor, my Fuck Buddy and the Producer, as well as the guy I was platonic friends with for years before starting to have threesomes with? Oh, and the guy I basically couldn’t stand but had great sex with all the time anyway? Sagittarius.  All of them, lol.  WTH?  I must be some sort of Sagittarius magnet.  I’d categorize them all as people who have difficulty expressing their feelings and sort of free roamers. 

The guy I was in love with for the longest and who broke my heart?  Libra.  So were several other guys I have slept with and had relationships with in the past.  That’s another sign I seem to draw in.  On one hand they can be a lot of fun and easy to get along with.  Yet they can be surprisingly heartless when you are least expecting it.

My ex- husband was a Virgo.  So was the guy who tried to choke me when I told him I had cheated on him.  Yeah, I’m not feeling so keen on Virgo men.  The ex was extremely critical, of me and unrealistic in his expectations.  I guess that is something I need to watch out not to become myself.

The Married Man is a Pisces.  He is flaky as fuck too.  Yet in the bedroom?  WOW.  Just wow.  There are no words for how amazing he is in that regard.  Yeah, I’d sleep with him again in a heartbeat, even if he flakes out on plans a million times.

The totally crazy guy I dated who ended up in prison and who I had the most volatile relationship with in my life was an Aries.  Yeah, impulsive, bullheaded, fiery temper, that would be him.  He was very aggressive in the bedroom.

The Pilot is a Leo!  I love it!  I can totally see how that fits him.  He loves attention and draws a lot of it but is also very generous and kind.  He’s enthusiastic and can go and go and go in the bedroom.  He’s making me pretty happy at the moment too!  I dated this Italian guy that was a Leo way back in middle school and he was pretty jealous and hotheaded but I haven’t seen that out of the Pilot yet. Haha.

He wants us to make a couples profile together on the swinger site. 🙂  I love how he’s all gung ho to do this stuff that I could never get from the Prof, without me even asking.  We had a blast last night trying to come up with our profile name and were cracking each other up for a couple hours.  I think we’ve chosen a pretty good one too. 😉

Anyhow, what does that leave?  I don’t recall ever fucking a Taurus.  They are supposed to be one of my best matches too.  I can’t remember any Cancers either.  I’m pretty sure I have slept with some Gemini’s but I don’t think any of them were significant in my life.  Capricorns?  Not that I know of.  My Capricorn teenage son drives me nuts though.  I’m not sure how any woman is ever going to put up with him, lol.  Maybe he’ll calm down in a couple of years but headstrong, demanding, extremely impulsive, and full of tall tales doesn’t seem like what I’d be looking for in a guy. :p

Yeah, I take all of this with a big old grain of salt but it’s fun to think about it anyway.  Betty Homebanger inspired me awhile back with this post: Sexuality and Astrology.  How about you all?  What are your experiences with sleeping with the 12 signs?  Anyone done the whole wheel?

 

Heck yeah, I’m versatile!! ;)

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Like a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets, I am VERSATILE, baby!!  😉  I also like being put in a lot of different positions, so as big as it is, I guess this blog award really “fits”. LMAO  Okay, I’ll quit…

Thank you, thank you Mr. Smooth Reentry for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award!!  I feel like I’m on the red carpet these days, with award after award coming my way!!  MUAH!!!  Big kisses and a beauty queen wave to all of my fans!!  Haha 

If you haven’t checked out his blog you need to take a peek!!  I always love the blogs out there that cover relationships from a man’s perspective and his is a great read!  He, like me, had a hiatus from dating for quite some time (his was 20 years) and now he’s back on the scene, ready for some new experiences! 

Like every other blog award, this one has rules that are meant to be followed.  Thankfully, this is blogworld and you are free to twist and turn things a bit to fit your agenda.  Still, I’m going to color nicely inside the lines and be a good girl.  Don’t feel like you HAVE to if you are one of my recipients though!

Here is a list of the “official rules”.

• Thank the person who gave you this award.

• Include a link to their blog.

• Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.

• Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award

• Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.

 

Alright so I’ll go a little bit backwards here and tell Mr. Smooth Reentry  (and the rest of you) my personal things first before sharing my award recipients.  (I know, living on the edge here)

  1. On the Myers-Briggs personality inventory I score as a hardcore ENFP.   For those who don’t know this indicates that I am extroverted (well, mildly so in my case, I do have a shy streak but it’s kind of typical for ENFP’s actually to have a slightly introverted side as well), intuitive (definitely), and look  at the world from an emotional (feeling) perspective in addition to being a “perceiver”.  For me maybe that just means I have a difficult time following the rules, yet here I am, ha!

 

  1. I have really strange dreams.  I’m not sure what it all means but on occasion they have come true, like in my post about The Ghosts of Guys in the Past.  Still, on any given night I have one weird dream after another.  Maybe it’s an indicator of all the things that are swimming around in my head, but when I say weird, I do mean weird!  Haha  Like I’ll have dreams about being with a group of scientists watching a giant pterodactyl flap around in a big hole in the ground or about a group of policeman setting my neighborhood on fire.  Recently, I had a dream I was a woman in Amish style dress, living long ago.

 

  1. I actually occasionally have terrifying nightmares where I wake up screaming.  They have lessened some over the years and are probably a result of trauma.  When I’ve been put under for surgery I would wake up in the middle, screaming and violent and try to fight off the doctors.  They said it was scary and they had to hold me down but I don’t remember any of it.  The guy who took my tonsils out said in 20 years he’d only seen one other person act that way under anesthesia and asked if I’d been abused.  Well, yeah…

 

  1. When I was 8 years old, I was sitting on the floor at my grandmother’s house playing with her Ouija board by myself and decided to do as she recommended and ask who I was speaking to. The board answered me “Amon”.  We looked it up in the dictionary afterwards and found that is “the Ancient Egyptian God of Life and Reproduction”. (Amon)  I also asked who I was going to marry and I SWEAR it gave me the exact first name of my ex- husband!! Of course I WANTED it to say the name of the guy I had a crush on at the time and it was close, but no dice!

 

  1. In keeping with my occult theme here, when I was a kid I was once running circles around and around the house and stopped on a chair in front of a mirror and saw what looked like a red light surrounding my head.  I freaked out and ran to my grandmother, who told me that was my “aura”.  (She was into that kind of thing, used to read the tarot and do white witchcraft).  From then on I would pay attention and sometimes see them around others. 

 

At age 12, I was in a little curio shop in Kansas City with my mother and stepfather (who were looking at crystals) and there was a man in there with a black “aura” surrounding him.  He was trying to show me a shrunken head and I felt an urgent sense of panic and freaked out and ran out the door and down the street.  My stepfather made fun of me because he thought I was scared of the shrunken head.

 

A couple of weeks later this man was on the news because it was discovered he was sexually torturing and killing young men and burying them in his backyard. His name was Bob Berdella.  Here is a reference in case you’ve never heard of him. Bob Berdella
 

 

  1. Every single time my mom got pregnant (after having me of course) I had a dream about it and “knew” before she ever told me.  Not saying I have psychic powers haha, but sometimes I wonder if they couldn’t be developed.  My mom used to take classes with a woman who was a psychic that worked for the police finding missing children and stuff like that and I would come along and play with her kid (who was kind of weird but I hung out with him during the class).  I had a girl do a science experiment for a fair back in elementary school where she tested a whole bunch of kids on their psychic ability of being able to predict the cards she was going to pull up out of a deck and I was the one who scored the highest.  Damn, maybe I should try buying a lottery ticket someday after all….

 

 

  1. Now that I’ve presented myself as entirely psychotic, lol, I’ll tell you that I’m really pretty practical and realistic about most things.  I’ve never fallen for this “Y2K”, “Zombie Apocalypse”, the sky is falling and aliens are coming type stuff. Really, I’m not crazy, I swear…..Muahahahahaha…;)

 

Anyhow, now that you’ve learned EVEN MORE about me I will give you a list of 15 others you really want to get to know!!  You will love each of these blogs!  Most are ones I have discovered fairly recently and decided to follow.  You know if I find them interesting they’ve got to be good!! Here they are in no particular order:

  1. A Different Story of O
  2. Binder Full of Men
  3. Bonafidesexaddict
  4. Filled and Fooled
  5. Foreplay Begins at Breakfast
  6. Not So Typical Housewife
  7. Paralysis Analysis
  8. SecretlyFab
  9. Stereotypical Man
  10. You’ve Been Hooked
  11. The Many Dalliances of Miss Katrille
  12. Smittenwithhim
  13. Infinite Horizon
  14. Accidental Swingers
  15. Polypossibilities

P.S.  Why, oh why does WordPress take all of my numbered paragraphs and label them each as #1??  WTF?  I can’t seem to change them either…  LOL  I give up!!